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Chapter Eighty Nine

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    But at this time, the fighting outside the palace gate became more and more intense. Tatar officials shouldered the heavy responsibility of reaching the pinnacle of life, and their morale was soaring all the way.  He shouted for help with blood on his face.

    However, almost all the defenders that can be used at the moment have been mobilized, and when they look up, there is no one there, and they can almost sing an empty city plan.

    He only felt that it was time to finish, so he pulled the deputy general and hurriedly explained: "I'm going to the Fifth Army Camp outside the city, you hold on first!"

    The lieutenant general felt very bad when he heard that, he grabbed his hand and refused to let go: "Aren't you going to run away?"

    "I'll run away from your mother!" The commander of the Imperial Forest Army hit him on the forehead, "Either I stay here and you go to notify the garrison?"

    The lieutenant general glanced at the densely packed Mongolian army, and finally gave him a gesture of "please".

    The commander kicked him angrily, then picked up the long sword and flew up, yelling, intending to break through the encirclement.

    His tactic of breaking the boat was quite imposing, and under the desperate sword light, the Tartar officials had to give way one after another, and finally ran out of the encirclement. Before they got out of the Imperial Street, they bumped into a group of orderly and solemn iron cavalry head-on.

    ?The leader was stunned at the same place, unable to tell whether the opponent was an enemy or a friend.  If Cao Rui still had a group of such powerful reinforcements with such refined equipment, wouldn't Daqi's country be about to change hands today!

    In just a short while, his heart was full of rich emotions, and the woman in black with long hair on the horseback looked at him without sadness or joy, then looked straight ahead, and said loudly with a knife:  "The holy decree is to take down the rebels and kill them."

    On the low slope behind the Jade Emperor Temple, Wen Qian was asking about Yang Ning.

    Shi Baichuan killed the assassin in front of him with one knife, and then he had no time to answer, "Ning'er took the soldier talisman and went to the Fifth Army Battalion to transfer troops, and now he should be rushing to Chang'an Gate. No matter how powerful Cao Rui and his group of Tarzi troops are, they have tossed a lot.  An hour is enough for them to suffer, and right now, they will catch them all."

    She breathed a sigh of relief.

    As long as this rebellion can be put down, Cao Kaiyang will not be afraid of making a comeback again. Now that the old emperor knows his true face, he will not embarrass the Yang family again, and it is not certain that the old senior official will return to his post.

    Wen Qian let go of her hanging heart, and soon fell into a new melancholy

    However, how to explain the jailbreak?  And Lou Yan, no matter what he said, he was recommended by Cao Kaiyang, will the court kill them all?

    Can you fool me by making up a lie?

    She didn't know which one was better to deal with, the king of a country or the chief minister of the current dynasty. From the perspective of age, Yang Jian and the old emperor seemed to be on par, and she didn't know whether bitter tricks would work or not.

    While thinking about it, a group of dark troops gradually approached down the slope. Shi Baichuan was worried that those archers jumping up and down would be difficult to deal with. Seeing this, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly greeted: "It's Brother Zhao and the others, Brother Zhao¡ª¡ª"

    Zhao Qing led four or five guards in Jinyi to rush this way, he seemed to hear the sound, and after a moment's pause, his steps became more hurried.

    Wen Qian finally got off Yang Jin's body, looked at him explanatoryly, and then walked towards Lou Yan hesitantly.

    The monks in the old temple were probably disturbed, the candles lit up one after another, faint human voices came out, or one or two opened the door to see what happened.

    Lou Yan was looking into the distance, he seemed to catch a glimpse of her out of the corner of his eye, and turned sideways at the same time, with a mild and peaceful smile on his lips.

    Wen Qian stood still in front of him. She had thought a lot about what was going to happen, but she couldn't say it. After hesitating for a while, she said, "What are your plans for the future?"

    Lou Yan shrugged seemingly indifferently, "I don't know, but the capital should not be able to stay any longer."

    She thought about it, and said it was okay, "You can go outside and hide for a while to avoid the limelight."

    "Anyway, there are so many corpses here, just finding one at random should be able to shed your golden cicada's shell." Wen Qian glanced at the ground, then looked back at him, "I'm going to take Lang Xu back to the village for a while, and come back after the wind has passed.  And you, do you want to come with us?"

    She has always thought that Lou Yan might be more suitable for the life on the mountain where there is nothing to contend with.  When he is busy, he raises chickens and ducks, when he is free, he tends flowers and plants, reads miscellaneous books, and there are medicinal herbs all over the mountains and plains for him to study.

    The alchemist clan still left so many ancient prescriptions waiting to be repaired, so why must they be involved in these bottomless pit-like disputes?

    With his talent and strength, as long as he calms down, he might be able to revive the family one day.

    The two brothers and sisters looked at each other, Lou Yan might have seen something in her eyes, his expression froze for a moment, and then there was a fleeting tenderness.

    theHe uttered several times, with a strange tone, high and low, like rusted iron, and he couldn't tell what he was talking about.

    Lou Yan didn't know whether he found it unpleasant or ridiculous, he let go of his hand, and the corner of his bloody mouth curved into a half-smile.

    His vision gradually dimmed in the sky that could never see the dawn, and he whispered in his mouth: "I really want I really want to go back to the mountain to see"

    Lou Yan swallowed her saliva, and suddenly took a deep breath, grabbed her sleeve tightly and asked, "Wen Qiando you think I can go back"

    "I can go back." There was a tearing pain in her heart, and she couldn't help stroking his cheek, "I can go back"

    Wen Qian rested her head on his temple, and forced tears into the corners of her eyes, "If you like, we will go back to catch fish, feed rabbits, and raise pigeons The yellow irises by the river are growing luxuriantly, what did you do?"  The cabin is still there, and birds will fly in next spring"

    He probably couldn't hear the rest of the words clearly, he just sighed contentedly: "It's good if I can go back"

    Lou Yan deceived himself and thought: It's good if he can go back.

    It turned out that after so many things happened, he still wanted to be that ignorant boy again.

    It's a pity that the short years and peace in the past have now become a lifetime memory.

    The cold wind blew for a long time, and Wen Qian seemed to be vaguely aware of the no longer ups and downs of breathing from the wind. She hugged Lou Yan and didn't dare to look up, but the tears finally burst, mixed with blood, falling on his gentle and peaceful eyebrows and eyes.

    She suddenly felt sad, and wept bitterly in this long and silent night.

    The distant dawn pierced through the clouds in a shrill sound, condensing countless sorrows and sorrows.

    ? Yang Jin frowned, closed his eyes and took a deep breath before walking towards Wen Qian.

    The flames of war under the gate of Chang'an were trampled down by iron cavalry, and there was a strong smell of fishy smell in the layers of corpses. The stone roads of the Imperial Street flowed into rivers of blood, and the people who got up early ushered in a new and bright day.

    In the Xinuang Pavilion of the Forbidden Court, the last candle is about to burn out, struggling to flicker the tiny flame, reflecting the sixty-sixth old man at the table who is drooping and closing his head.

    Emperor Chengming looked at him for a long time without saying a word.

    At this time, the old Zen master walked out from the corner. He didn't look sideways, but put his hands together in front of Tianyan and bowed.

    Emperor Chengming: "He"

    The old monk answered: "Just like the emperor, he has a heart knot that has been lingering for several years. It has been difficult to let go of it for twenty years. Now he knows that time is not long, so he begged me to take him to Beijing."

    He paused for a moment before asking, "Your Majesty, have you untied your knot now?"

    Emperor Chengming's brows were slightly frowned, and he moved his eyes away from the calm-looking monk-robed man opposite him, and then slowly stood up.

    The warm autumn sun has penetrated through the gaps in the roller blinds, and when he lifts them up, a bright and bright brilliance emerges.

    Outside the window is another early morning, the sun is rising.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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